The awareness of this empty moment
Flowing through this living second
Towards that infinite present
Without any desolation

In our heartbeat there is a song
Singing about the love that we share
Hearing the silence of my own mirror
Touching the core of that sacred tear

The seeking of that great mystery
Helped reach our own mastery
Of those crying memories
And this perfect symmetry  

To experience this profound moment
Feeling the love in that silence
To reflect on my own existence
Knowing that...

Leather straps pulling
me tighter
constricting my breath.
I pull myself into
the thick gravitation
of what they think it
means to live.
Countless experiences pass
where I question
the sanity
which bestows my heart, the wisdom
of my soul.
The mind drowns out
the true inner knowing
"No more", I softly declare
in a calm soft whisper.
I cut through confusion of
the dizzying self-doubt.
Gracious servitude naturally
here, allowing myself
the space to be.

Huge me
So much that I disappear
Touch me
So that I can feel the breath of your hair
Kiss me
Like the water merging into waves
Hold me
Like the arms around you and me

What exists
is like the madness in our dreams
From the darkest thoughts
to the living infinity
There are our cries and shouts
our pains and anguish
But also our tender body
Merging with love
All around us

What I can see
is not what I am
What I can feel
is not what I am
What I am
is that I am
And nothing more

The infinite need for love
and the path that brought our hate to us
are the same path that is leading me to you

The flower that you touch
and the stars that you make up
Are the prove of your existence
the songs of our perfection

Can you imagine non-existence?
In a reality where you exist
Where your body and mind
is all you have ever known

What would non-existence feel like?
Is it cold?
or dark?
or empty?
or alone?

Or is it just me and you
And we are this
And we feel whole
Without you or me

Nothingness
is infinite

And we are
and we are
and we are...